I like these pictures of Mom and Dad enjoying time together on the Trent River. These were taken before they were married and before Daddy went into the Army. You can tell Dad has not been in the Army yet, because he is still skinny in this picture. He hasn't gotten any of that good and plentiful Army food that finally filled him out. Mom is holding the makeshift paddle and Dad appears to be enjoying the ride. Somebody told me that they had never seen any two people any lazier than Harold Lee and Mom's brother, Archie. I was shocked by the statement, because I had never heard the word lazy used in reference to my Dad. I questioned this person to see if she had really meant to say, "lazy". "Are you sure that you mean lazy? I can't imagine my daddy as ever having been lazy. Is it maybe that he didn't want to do what other people wanted him to do because he was so BUSY doing what he did want to do?" She agreed that was a better way to describe it. My Dad and my Mom are busy, they always have been. Tonight mom was snapping greenbeans for canning and Daddy was probably getting ready to feed ten deerhounds, a beagle and a labrador retriever. Earlier that day he had fed three dogs for Gary and had mowed Gary's yard. The church yard was mowed, so he must have done that, too. There were 4 or 5 wooden redfoxes in the yard that he had cut out and painted and they were being chased by a pack of hounds, but the two or three black bear cutouts were not being bothered by the hounds, they were just stepping out of the cornfield. I've never seen my parents being lazy. No, not my Mom and Dad.
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